Sooner or later, we all reach a point where smiling and pretending everything is fine is no longer enough.
I felt sad, depressed, and very tired. So tired that even sleeping at night was difficult. I rarely managed to fall asleep, and when I did, I only had nightmares.
“You haven’t touched your food, Ashley,” Lisa murmured beside me. “Are you feeling okay?”
In front of me was a plate of fruit I had bought from the cafeteria, yet it remained untouched. I hadn’t taken a single bite during the entire break. For several days, my stomach had felt tight, so I hadn’t been very hungry.
“I’m fine,” I replied without going into details.
“Are you sure? You can have some of my lunch if you want,” Marisa offered, pushing her plate of garlic fish toward me.
At first, her offer seemed very tempting
